The Master was seated at his easel, paint brush in hand, patiently waiting. As I came out of the changing room, he got up to inspect his creation. I s...opped in front of a draped chair, thinking this was where I was suppose to model for him and waited for his visual inspection to stop. But as I waited, I could feel his narrow little, squinty eyes probe my body as if he was undressing me completely. I felt the rush of my modesty turn my flesh a pinkish tone as he circled me like I was some piece. The tickles brought a lot of pleasure, and Maneesha was getting horny. She desperately wanted to feel Karan’s wet lips on her armpits now.But Karan had different plans. He went down to her breasts. He rubbed her cleavage and then caressed and stroked her nipples one by one with the brush. Maneesha kept giggling in pleasure.After spending ample time teasing her huge boobs and hard nipples, Karan reached her belly. He gently brushed her entire belly before stopping at her sensitive navel. He. He then put his hand on my arm and said, "Okay, it's paddle time." I felt my heart drop when he said those words, and when I started to plead with him he reminded me of our deal and the consequences of resistance.He led me over to his workbench and made me bend over it while he searched through his supply of boards to find a suitable implement. He came back with one and told me that it was fairly lightweight so it wouldn't cause serious bruises. That wasn't much consolation to me. He told. No permanent damage please now boys. Sue looked up as the tattooed woman left and several black guys walked towards her.She was pushed to her knees and several Cocks were shoved into her face. She began sucking one and her hands were pulled onto two more. They were all huge but it wasn’t long before she had one buried in her throat. She was being throat fucked while wanking two Cocks and she then felt a face slide underneath her and start working on her clit. Sucking nibbling biting, Sue was.